Our domestic Napoleons, too many of them, give flattery, bonnets and bracelets to women, and everything else but - justice.
Blessed be sleep! We are all young then; we are all happy. Then our dead are living.
adversity is so rough a teacher!
There are no little things. "Little things," so called, are the hinges of the universe.
The term 'lady' has been so misused, that I like better the old-fashioned term, woman.
No crust so tough as the grudged bread of dependence.